That’s what we called our house in Norman, “The One One Two Seven”. Not eleven twenty-seven, that just sounds weird. I absolutely adored that house. It had five bedrooms, two bathrooms, a nice size kitchen, a dining room, living room, den and detached garage. Seriously, how many college houses have that much space?! When looking at the house straight on it looks utterly tiny. It looks like it could have maybe 2 bedrooms. But, when you drive just a little bit farther it’s awesomeness is revealed. Look!
It just keeps going and going. When people came inside they were always surprised at how big it was. I lived upstairs in the converted attic. To access my room I had to walk up some steep stairs and through a horizontal door. Yes, a door in the floor, it was cool. There was a rope to keep it open but at night we closed it. Once I was up the stairs I had to walk through Erin’s room to get to mine. Her bed was in a nook behind a curtain and she slept so hard she rarely heard me walking through after late nights of doing projects or work. My room was like a long, narrow, cozy cave. 
Isn’t it cute? Let me just go ahead and tell you. It rarely looked this clean. As in, it only looked like this for probably less than a week. Sad, maybe, but I’ll own up to it. Having a messy room is part of who I am. I’ll say I have a messy room but there’s no way I will ever show you just how messy it gets. I’ll let you just imagine that for yourself. But, when it’s clean, it sure looks good, doesn’t it? Some of you may remember that our house was featured in the local magazine, Boyd Street, for their College Cribs feature. The house had to look good for the pictures so I had to let them and the rest of Norman think I had an awesomely clean and room. They all fell for it.
I started this post to go along with the fact that I had to move out of this awesome house in May. I had to pack up all my things, take all my art off the wall, and pack it into a U-Haul. My room went from being uber cute to very empty.These pictures are taken of opposite ends but you get the idea. It’s so sad looking. I loved that room and leaving it forever was so sad. I had so many good times in that house.
Incase you want to relive some memories with me here are a couple links of old blog posts about living in The 1127:
I miss this place… Can we evict the current residents and move back? Please?